A grieving mother writes an open letter to her
son's killer/s 6 months after his passing. The
19yr old son of ace sports broadcaster Aisha
Falode was thrown from the rooftop of a 17-
storey building on February 15th 2014 in Dubai.
No one has been charged for his murder. Read
Ms Falode's letter below
In years gone by, I read detective
books and watched Crime series depicting
how murderers sleep at night. How they
wake up in sweat with nightmarish images
of the soul they had taken, and are so filled
with dread and guilt of their crime that they
spend their night dripping hot, sticky sweat
of horror at what they had done.
How they stare at the night, wishing
somehow it would never come, I mean,
murderers live in such fear wishing they
could turn the hands of the clock or go
back in time and re-enact the whole scene
of their evil deed, so as to reverse the
killing of their innocent victim. Continue...
Such was my naivety because death was so far
away from me. Then death came so close to
me I can still feel its hot breath down my spine.
Yet I see how helpless it has become for it
cannot strike the same victim twice. Death is so
uncanny, it takes a soul but it knows that the
soul goes back to the Maker in peace, yet he is
lucky because the person who wore its cloak,
the person who struck the blow, the person who
took breath which does not belong to him,
becomes its victim.
I say this today, my son's killer/syou have
become the victim. Death has deceived you and
is now sneering at you. You are in your own
hell, a living hell, hades of which will be
immersed in you for the rest of your life.
Toba Falode aka Tyler Fray would have been
alive today, breathing, laughing, writing songs
about life and oppression, songs about people
like you, evil people who think they can oppress,
suppress and kill just because they can, but he
is not for he rests in the bosom of the Almighty
his creator. You Killer had no right taking his life
because you did not give it.
Killer have you ever gone back in history or do
murderers have no time to read up what
happens to those of their like who came before
them? If you do you will know that the Avenger
of Death is forever lurking behind you and one
day, very soon and sooner than you can imagine,
you will pay for your crime and your sins. The
Bible which we uphold says vengeance is God's
and indeed the Quran as well says there is no
hiding place for the wicked.
Killer, the sister's heart you wrenched by taking
her brother and confidant, the family you brought
despair and misery on, the friends you left
crippled with excruciating pain and I though
drenched in sorrow by your inhumane
callousness, know in my heart that the Avenger
is upon you.
You have challenged the Almighty God by taking
a life He created by breaking His commandment
that thou shall not kill. Then like a wicked
unrepentant soul, you walk the streets as if
nothing happened? Believing in your ignorance
that the one who created ears cannot hear and
the one who created eyes cannot see. Surely
your conscience is judging you, you sweat
profusely in the cold of the night, and shiver in
the heat of the day, you jump at the slightest
sound and you keep looking over your shoulder,
petrified even of your own shadow and dreading
the inevitable and knowing in your heart that
death has cunned you and the Avenger is so
close you can feel the hair on your nape
standing.
Perhaps one day, your nightmare will end and
you will free yourself but not before the Avenger
gets you, forcing you to speak, telling the world
of how you killed my son on that sad night
hunting you in Dubai. When you pushed my boy,
a good son, and the hope of my future from a 17
Storey building. What a callous, heartless
andcold-bloodedkiller!
How did you kill him, why did you kill him? Oh,
lest I forget you, the witness, an accessory to
murder. Only God knows what pushes you to
soil your hands with innocent blood by
remaining silent and protectinga killerfrom a
most foul and heinous crime while the image of
Tyler’s dead body haunts you at night, you said
you wish you could have done more at the time
of his death. Yes you can. Speak up and free
yourself from the insanity creeping up on you
and the long stretch of dark miserable years
ahead, how did Tyler Fray die?
How did my son's innocent blood splatter on
your body? Did your bloody knuckle punch the
life out of him, or did you smash him with a
stone before throwing him over the balcony, or
did you just push him to his death? Why did you
say you would take the punishment for his
death, why do people you call friends keep
meeting such a fate around you, is it
coincidence?
Do you know, that there were actually three
people on that balcony on that night? The all
seeing God, the omnipotent, the ever present…He
was there and He witnessed that murder and He
is calling you to account forTyler’s Death.
Killer!!!! Look! Feel!
Hear the sound of the footstep of the long arms
of the law looming over you like the sun covers
the earth …..........
The Avenger is upon you like the waves of the
Ocean smashing against the rock there is no
escape for God is a just God.
I know Toba is in heaven and that gives me
peace.
What kind of peace can a killer give his mother?
To join the call for Justice for Toba go to:
Facebook: Justice for Tyler Fray a.k.a Toba
Falode
Twitter: twitter.com/TylerFray
Instagram: instagram.com/justicefortylerfray
Sign The Petition: Change.org:
https://www.change.org/petitions/government-
of-the-federal-republic-of-nigeria-the-
government-should-insist-the-case-file-on-the-
death-of-oloruntoba-oluwadamilola-falode-
should-be-reopened-for-investigation-he-was-
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Email: justicefortylerfray@yahoo.com
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